Well, the sun comes up and you stare your cup of coffee, yup
Right through the kitchen floor
You feel like hell so you might as well get out and sell
Your smart-ass door to door

And the Mrs. wears-her-robe-slightly-undone
As your daughter dumps her oatmeal on your son
And you keep it hid
Just like your did

So you go to work just to watch some jerk
Pick up the perks
You were in line to get
And the guy that hired you just got fired
Your job's expired
They just ain't told you yet

So you go and buy a brand new set of wheels
To show your family just how great you feel
Acting like a kid
Just like your dad did
And

[Bridge:]
You're a chip off the old block
Why does it come as such a shock
That every road up which you rock
Your dad already did?

Yeah, you've seen the old man's ghost
Come back as creamed chipped beef on toast
Now, if you don't get your slice of the roast
You're gonna flip your lid
Just like your dad did, just like your dad did

Well, the day was long now, supper's on
The thrill is gone
But something's taking place
Yeah, the food is cold and your wife feels old
But all hands fold
As the two year old says grace
She says, "Help the starving children to get well
But let my brother's hamster burn in hell."
You love your wife and kids
Just like your dad did

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JOHN HIATT